DECEASED: Killed in day 18 wrap-up Full Name: Ember Simmons From (Hometown): Tampa, Florida Gender: Female Ethnicity: Italian Other Information: She's just about 5'5, blue eyes, naturally a brunette, blonde highlights, small waist, curvy. Many people think that because she is small and thin, she can't take care of herself but she's been getting into fights since she was 13. She is now 26 and newly single. Her ex-fiancé cheated on her at his 21 birthday party with one of the strippers that was at the party. Ember was sentenced to 8 years in prison for battery. She was taken to the Kentucky Correctional Institute for Women so she may be closer to family. She was released 3 years early due to "good behavior" (in reality she mostly just bribed the officers in the institute). The judge's verdict is that she is to be issued a parole officer when she returns to Florida so they may keep an eye on her. She was on the plane, returning to Florida. She couldn't afford a flight that went right to Tampa so she went on one ending there.
The language that the natives are speaking in my story is Azerbaijani.
DAY ONE Where am I? What happened? Ugh, my head kills. Where's my shit?!"Hello?"Where the hell is everyone?"Is someone out there?!"I tried to yell as loud as I could but no one was close enough to hear me. I could feel the warmth of my blood oozing from my head and arm. I stripped down to my tank top and shorts that I had on under my jumpsuit. I was able to find a fairly sharp rock that easily cut through the cheap fabric. I cut off one sleeve and one leg of the jumpsuit and tied them around the wounds so I wouldn't lose anymore blood. I then began looking for anything I could eat, drink, or use for shelter when I heard voices. I wanted to see who it was but I wasn't so sure if I wanted them to see me just yet. I climbed up an oak tree and watched a young girl walk by talking to herself. I couldn't quite make out what she was saying because most of it was mumbling. After she was out of sight, I climbed down. I was able to find a small stream after about an hour of walking deeper into the forest. I started drinking some water just before realizing that it was very salty. I automatically spit it out. So this is probably gonna lead me to the coast of somewhere. I had always loved camping even as a young girl. There were times when I'd spend weeks alone in the woods. My mom always supported me, saying I was making myself more independent. She taught me what it takes to survive in all different conditions. I don't really think she was trying to prepare me for this bullshit though. I started thinking about my mom, what she would tell me to do right now.I started feeling nauseous from the salt water so I crawled into a hollow log and fell asleep.When I woke up, I heard movement. I peaked my head out and saw a wild pig wandering around. I could feel my weak stomach growling.Your fucking mine.I quietly army crawled my way through the mud and then through the stream until I was about 2 feet from the pig. I had no plan of attack, no weapons, nothing. I had my bare hands and a craving for that damn pig. I looked around me for something to stab the pig with and found nothing. When I had looked back for the pig he was gone without a trace."Fuck!"Oh wow that was loud. Whoops.I needed to be more prepared for this. I got up covered in water and mud. It was then that I finally realized how noticeable I was with the orange fabric around my head and arm, a white tank, and orange shorts. I took off my tank top after making sure no one was around and covered it in mud. I did the same with my shorts and the fabric, making sure to only get what was visible and not get my wounds dirty. The last thing I fucking need is an infection in one of them. After redressing, I smeared mud all over my face and body, making sure to get every part. Finally I broke some small branches and sharpened them to make spears for hunting. I was ready.
DAY TWO I was so fucking tired. I needed to find some food or something. I was walking around for what felt like hours. Is that a beach? Oh shit it is! I walked out of the forest and into the water. It was cold but I didn't care. I took off my bandages and rubbed the salt water into them. That shit fucking hurt. I was in the water, enjoying the suns rays for the final moment that they would be there, when a man walked by me. He was perfect. DAY THREE I pulled my wet body out of the water, quietly, trying not to disturb him. I got closer and was able to see him a bit better. He was tall with dirty blonde hair. His hair was all messed up; I found him so attractive. His nice clothes were torn, exposing parts of his thin body. He walked with a slight limp, but I liked it. I continued walking toward him, heart racing.Say something stupid! But what should I say? I don't even know this guy! Well do you want to know him?I guess.Than grow a pair and say something!"Um, excuse me?"He quickly turned and faced me. His eyes were such a beautiful shade of brown."Can I help you?"He had a deep, seductive voice."Um......I was wondering if you had any water or a lighter on you.""No sorry."He turned away."I found a boar earlier. I have some stuff to kill it with. I just need some fire to cook it."He didn't respond."If I had some fire, I could also get us some fresh water."And still fucking nothing. I could feel my temper rising.Chill, he's probably just having a really rough day. Don't start shit. "Well I'm gonna go find the boar and maybe some other stuff. I'll probably be back soon if you want some."I turned away and went back into the forest. I was still soaking wet and now freezing my ass off. I swear my nipples have never gotten this hard before.Shit..... Right after saying that I realized that when my tank top gets wet, it's completely see through.The bastard was probably laughing at me! I ran back to the beach, but he was gone."You know, asshole, it's not my fucking fault this was all I had to wear! I was trying to clean up! You're not the only one who's having a bad fucking day! The last thing I need is for you to look at me like a piece of meat while I'm standing here, trying to be fucking nice, admiring you!"Why am I even doing this? He's gone! Fucking assho--"You were admiring me?"Of course then he comes out of the fucking forest."I was just coming to look for you. You looked cold and I didn't want you wandering off in the forest alone at night.""Whatever fuck you. I can take care of myself."Stop being a bitch! He's being so sweet! Would you just let me do this dammit?! I know what I'm doing.I walked over to him, looking into his brown eyes."I wasn't just looking at your chest.""But you were at some point weren't you?""I was only admiring you."He smiled and I turned beat red. DAY FOUR "I'm Ember by the way."He smiled. That was different. I liked how quiet he was.I started building a fire because I still wasn't used to the chilly island nights. He sat near me looking out into the water. If you looked at him just right, it looked as if he was a god or something. Of course if I had looked at him any longer like that I think I would have melted so I broke the silence. "Wanna tell me your name?" He smiled for a bit, as if he had to think, then replied. "Fake." "What?" "Just call me Fake." I smiled, knowing that wasn't his real name for obvious reasons, but loving it all the same. Later on I was in his arms next to the fire. I had never been held like that before. I felt a tear quickly run down my face. Everything started to hit me all at one. This is a mistake. What the hell was I thinking? You don't even know this guy! More tears began to stream down my face. And soon after I felt his arms disappear.He thinks I'm asleep. What's he reading?Soon enough he came back and fell asleep. And as fast as he fell asleep, I ran back into the dark forest and fell asleep against a tree. DAY FIVE How stupid could you be? Letting yourself fall for someone else just after you were torn apart. You know how that shit ends. You know better!Still, my heart ached for him. Why I felt this way I couldn't tell you, but I felt it. I yearned for his lips pressed against mine, his arms pulling me closer, his eyes watching me, admiring me. He admired me."He admired me."The sunlight was reflecting off of the tears streaming down my face. One by one they fell.Fucking idiot, how could you do this to yourself?!The air suddenly felt very still. I felt my adrenaline begin to rise as I looked around me.
"Onun alın!" (Get her!) About five natives jumped out at me, all male. The pushed me down, tied me up, and one of the men pulled out his knife."Stop please!""Necə bizim torpaq daxil cəsarət." (How dare you enter our land.)
The man spit on my face.
"I only speak english sir. Please don't hurt me."
I don't know whether he understood me, but he put away his knife and the men carried me deeper into this jungle. We got to a small village, maybe 200 people but probably less. They tied me to a pole and as soon as the men stepped away, villagers began screaming. It sounded like a chant but I couldn't understand what they were saying. An older man who appeared to be a leader walked up to me.
"Bu məxluq torpaq dolaşan edilmişdir." (This creature was found wandering on our land.)
"O, lüt və yandırılmış edilir." (She is to be stripped and burned)
The leader walked away and the man with the knife cut off my clothing, leaving me standing there naked and cold. I was there until sundown. All day, tears streamed down my face. Men and young boys would throw rocks at me, slap me, and spit on me. Women would stare, tears in their eyes. One young girl put flowers in my hair and kissed my forehead. She was only about 15 or 16. She stood close by me all day until finally a man came and dragged her by her hair into a hut. She never came out.
That night, when the sun finally set, people began to gather around me, many carrying torches. I knew what was going to happen. I stood there with my head up, it was all I had left to do. But on the inside, I was already dead. I shouldn't have left you Fake. I'm sorry. Please help me.
Someone, please help me. DAY SIX For the first time in a long time, I let my head fall in shame. I was here because I left, I was selfish. This is my punishment for always being such a fuck up.I began to cry but one of the villagers slapped me so I stopped. I looked up at him and after staring at each other, I spit on his face. He instantly pulled out a knife and pressed the side of the blade into my waist."Özünüzü ol! O, tezliklə kifayət qədər dözəcəyik." (Calm yourself! She will suffer soon enough.)"I don't know if you understand me or not because I sure as hell don't know what you assholes are saying, but you are a vile pig and I hope that you and the other men in your village rot in hell. Fucking bastards. I swear I will haunt you for the rest of your fucking days. I will make you suffer."He turned to the other villagers and talked for a while. I looked around the village as he spoke only to notice a figure in the bushes.Fake. Oh God, he's never gonna look at me the same. I didn't know how to feel about seeing him. On the one hand, it shows the kind of guy he is, coming back to help someone like me. But, on the other hand, he is seeing me at mylowest. He's the only person to see me hit rock bottom and that's something I try so hard to avoid. I can't imagine what he thinks of me now Hello this is Jordy scar im interacting with fake, we're going to have our characters rescue you, so make sure u read our entries for day 7. DAY SEVEN After finishing his speech, the man grabbed a torch and began the ceremony, lighting the straw that was put at my feet."Please stop! I'm begging you!"The man, looking enraged smacked me across the face as hard as he could.
"Əvvəl Sus!" (Shut the fuck up!)
"Please don't do this! Please!"
He watched as the fire grew bigger.
"İndi!" (Now!)
Suddenly, other men began throwing in torches and the fire grew quickly.
"Please! Someone help me! Fake please!"
Almost instantly, Fake ran out of the bushes with another man about his age. As they grew closer, I saw a scar running down the mans face. What was he doing with Fake? Ugh, WHO CARES! FAKE IS HERE NOW AND HE'S HERE FOR YOU! Bitch you better marry this crazy mother fucker!
For a moment, I almost forgot everything, staring at him running to save me. But it didn't last long because the burning brought me back. The fire had finally gotten to the pole, to me.
"Be careful Fake!"
I wish I knew the other man's name. I was so thankful that he's helping me and Fake too. I wouldn't want Fake doing this on his own.
Both men had a spear, and with it they began attacking the men who'd put down their torches in the straw.
"Get Ember! I'll keep them from you guys!"
Quickly, Fake ran through the flames, avoiding them as much as possible. I knew his adrenaline had majorly kicked in or he wouldn't have been able to do that. He then cut me down and carried me away from the pole.
"Go hide!"
"I want to help!"
"Ember go hide! Now!"
I ran and hid between two huts where it was too dark to see in. I couldn't watch the battle, I felt weak. I was shaking in fear of what would happen to Fake and this other man. The battle moved closer so I moved farther to the other end of the opening, sitting so I hopefully wasn't so noticeable. I guess that was a bad idea because one of the men had found me. He grabbed hold of my hair. Still sitting down I kicked him as hard as I could where it really counts. The force was so strong that he flew back, fell to the ground and almost instantly began throwing up. I ran the other way into the jungle. I wasn't feeling too good and soon enough fainted. DAY EIGHT "Ember!"It sounded like Fake's voice."Ember!"Suddenly I felt cold water pour onto my forehead and down my face. That was when I woke up to Fake kneeling beside me and the stranger by him. Both were covered in blood. Everything hit me all at once, the emotion, the pain. I looked down to see the burn marks on my legs, soon after realizing I was still naked but I was too overwhelmed to care. Both these men have seen a girls body before, guaranteed."Ember can you hear me?""Fake I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left that night. I was so stupid, I got freaked out and..."I paused not knowing how to continue that."I'm sorry."I decided that would be the safe way to end it."Ember stop that. I understand.""But Fake - ""This is Jordy Scar.""Thank you so much for helping Fake. If anything would have happened to him I don't know what I'd do.""It was my pleasure.""Jordy do you mind if I have a word with Fake?""Not at all, I'm going to make a few new spears and such.""Thank you."When Jordy leaves I turn to Fake, not knowing where to begin."Can we trust him?""No doubt.""Are you okay?""As long as I'm with you I am. Please don't ever leave me like that again.""You have my word."I held out my hand so we could shake on it. For a moment, he looked down at my hand almost not knowing what to do. Then, he looks up at me, pulls my body close, and kisses me so deeply that I thought I'd be able to fly all the way up to heaven. Hey Ember its Jordy, lets make sure you Fake and I have a matching day nine:) thanks DAY NINE Jordy came back with some clothing.Where does he get all this shit from? You're not butt ass naked sweetheart just be happy.I am!As I put the clothes on I looked at Fake who looked slightly disappointed that I had something to wear. It made me laugh quite honestly."Thank you very much."I was still giggling inside when I said this to Jordy and I felt kinda bad cuz I really did mean it."Of course."We got some food and water and, when we finally returned to where we were, Jordy started a fire while Fake held me much tighter than he had the night I left as if he couldn't let me go anymore.
"Well I'm Jordy, Jordy Scar to be exact. I'm from Orlando, I was in the Marines and now I'm a stock broker. Lets see.. I'm divorced, no kids, and I was on a business trip. That's really all about me."
"Nice man, well you seem like a great guy, and we're really thankful you showed up."
Fake smiled at Jordy and then at me.
"Yes you do, and thank you again Jordy. But woah, I'm from Tampa!"
"Nice, a fellow Floridian, haha."
Jordy's cheesy comment made us all laugh. We talked for hours and I could tell Jordy was curious about Fake just by the little comments he made. I waited for Fake to tell Jordy and even myself about himself but he didn't. In a way I liked this though. He didn't need to tell you anything, you just knew everything. You could see everything when you look into his eyes, when he kissed you, when he held you, it was all there. His story didn't need to be told with words but actions. I can understand then why Jordy doesn't know. Eventually we ran out of things to talk about. The atmosphere grow quiet. Silence spread throughout the jungle. Everything was peaceful. And then Fake ruined it.
"Do you think other people are still alive on this island with us, besides maybe some more cannibals?"
"Well there may be, we can either go and find others or survive on our own."
I didn't want to do either at the time but I figured I'd give them some options as to where to go from there.
"I think we need to search together some more and start planting things we can eat and have supplies. Also, we need to always be ready incase there's another attack. We should make some sort of shelter too. But I just forgot, I did see a few others by the crashing site of the plane."
Jordy was right, those asshole natives were still out there and that was just one village. Who knows how many more there are.
"Hmmm I wonder what we should do."
"I say we stay together and watch the others, we'll be sneaky and make the good decisions on who to trust and we'll continue this survival."
I nodded, hoping that Jordy was right, hoping that this plan was enough. I didn't want anything to happen to any of us. I'll just have to wait and see. DAY TEN I woke up and Jordy was gone.
“Where's Jordy?”
“He said he had to go but not to take it personally. Don't worry I won't leave.”
“Good.”
I smile and walked over to him and kissed him. It just kept getting better the longer it lasted. I think he felt it too because soon enough his hands got a little curious.
“Wait…”
What are you doing?! Don't stop him!
“What? Did I do something wrong? I thought you….”
“No I do but not like this. Not right now. I think I love you Fake but I want to know and we don't even know if we're gonna get out of here.”
“I love you Ember. And if you're not ready that's okay but I want you to know that I love you.”
I couldn't believe it.. My mind was blank.
“Let’s get off this island together.”
I wanted to survive with Fake but I knew I had to do what I had to do to survive.
DAY ELEVEN "Ember, wake up. I think the savages have returned for round two. And they look vengeful."
Fake woke me up with a worried tone in his voice. I thought it was a dream but jumped to my feet as soon as I realized it wasn't.
"Ember, listen closely. These guys look really mad and hyped up, and Jordy left. Which means I'm the only one who can fight and kill them. But I think I've found my match. So you're going to have to go get help."
"I can't just leave you, you'll surly die. I'm staying here to fight."
Fake turned around to face me and smiled. I felt the tears begin to form and before they completely blurred my vision, pushed them away.
"No, you'll have to leave. I can't risk losing you. I love you."
He grabbed me n that intimate was that he did and kissed me ever so perfectly as if saying that everything's going to work out the way it should. But it fucking didn't. "Now go!"
I started leaving then quickly turned back.
"Fake, what is your real name?"
He smiled and drove his spear into the chest of one of the men.
I finally ran into the forest and turned around to tell Fake that I love him too only to see the native men surround him.
"I love you Fake", I whispered to myself as I let the tears stream down my face.
I turned and kept running, tripping quite a few times because of my lack of vision do to the darkness and the pathetic tears. I ran for a while before sitting on a pile of rocks alone a river side.
"Is someone out there that can help me?!" Oh my God you look so stupid doing this. Shut the fuck up, you got a better idea? How about some camo or something?! Maybe even food! For once I was really right. Sitting around never got anyone anywhere. I quickly covered my body and face with mud from along the river. I got some thin branches to make a couple spears and a little hut, I found a sharp rock to make the spear, and I used more mud to put together the hut. All I needed was some food. I walked around the area not going too far and soon enough found a large amount of berries.
"No miss! Stop!"
I jumped in shock and turned around to see a woman who appeared to belong to that tribe.
"I'm sorry can I help you?"
"Poison."
"Oh these? They look like blueberries."
"No blueberry, poison berry. Is bad for you. Make sick."
"How did you learn to speak english so well?"
"My daughter, she saw you."
I then remembered the young girl that cared for me. My heart grew warm and I held this lady in my arms.
"Thank you", I said. DAY TWELVE We walked around for some time. The temperature outside was too hot to think. I felt the mud dripping off my face and body as I began sweating. I was so tired and I felt weak but I didn't care anymore. Jordy was gone, Fake was dead, and I was on this stupid fucking island.I stopped by the water just to put my feet in before I walked into the forest."Going where?""To find a house. Do you see those clouds over there? It might rain a lot."I tried to use my hands when I talked to her because I knew her english wasn't perfect. She seemed to understand a lot though."Follow me."We found a nice little place to build something. She helped me get together as much shit to use as possible and we had....something built pretty fast. Later on when the sun went down, it was cold again and I built us a fire. It was beautiful."What you named?""I'm Ember. What's your name?""Zehra.""That's so lovely."She smiled and I smiled back.Later on, when she was asleep, I walked back down to the water. I had that same awful feeling I always get in my stomach.Let's fucking go assholes. I swear I'll kill you all.I turned around, facing the forest. Everything was still for a moment. Then a young girl walked out, her hand behind her. She held out bread and once I had it in my hand she ran away. I cut it in half and find 4 of the poison berries that Zehra warned me about. I threw the bread into the water and when I turned around two men were walking toward me, Zehra was walking behind them. She looked at me and mouthed, "I'm sorry."I ran at one man, kicking him where it counts. After he fell to the ground I grabbed his spear and drove it into the other mans stomach. I then turned back to the first man and stabbed him in the back.I looked at Zehra."Leave." DAY TWELVE WRAP-UPI walked away, enraged, heart pounding; I killed two men and I'd damn well do it again if some fucking bitch tries to mess with me."No, my plane crashed and I was just trying to find some food. I swear."I quickly got to my knees behind a bush. A younger man was backed up against a tree. About 9 older men surrounded him. They had weapons but I don't think they were planning on using them quick and getting this done and over with. They had the same look in their eyes that the men in the tribe that found me had. I felt my adrenaline level rising too fast to stop. I walked away trying to figure out what to do. I looked back and watched as they slapped him and called him a bitch and I remembered how the tribe made me feel."Excuse me gentlemen."All of the men turned as I unbuttoned my shirt exposing most of my chest. I was walking up to them, watching their eyes widen. Fucking perves."I was walking all alone and I could really use some company."I went up to one man with a fairly nice pistol strapped to his hip."Do you wanna keep me company?"He grinned and led me into a little hut.I blindfolded him and told him to leave it to me. Damn did that make him excited. I took his gun off his belt and held it to his neck."Get the fuck up."He did. I took off the blindfold and motioned him back outside."Everyone back the fuck off! I swear if you bastards pull any funny shit I'll blow your brains out."Everyone backed away from the guy except for one man who by that point had the guy in a choke hold. When I realized what he was doing it was too late. A knife was in his side. I shot the man square in the face."Get out of my fucking sight."Everyone left and I helped the guy sit against a tree."I'm so, so sorry. Can you hear me?"He nodded but wasn't very responsive. I knew he was dying and I couldn't bare it."I'm sorry."I held the gun up and shot him. He was gone. But I couldn't let him suffer, he didn't deserve it.I dragged his body out to the ocean and watched as it drifted out toward the sunset. I knew I wouldn't be able to bury him so that was the next best thing, I guess. He was where he needed to be. His body drifted farther into oblivion and just before the sun disappear with him, a dolphin or fish-like creature jumped out of the water. I smiled and, soon enough, fell asleep. DAY THIRTEEN I woke up dizzy as hell. I felt almost drunk or hungover or some shit but I hadn't drank in what felt like forever. I buttoned up my shirt and started walking along the beach. I didn't really know what to do anymore. I didn't need to make weapons because I have a gun, during the day it was too hot to build a fire and relax, and I didn't have much company. Maybe this was a wake up call that I need to get myself off this damn island.Hun, how the hell are you gonna leave on your own? Gonna fucking swim somewhere? Ugh this is ridiculous. There has to be something."He's been gone for hours! What did you do to him, Derek?!""I didn't do anything! He left and didn't come back!""Oh okay I'm sure.""He was helping us get off this island! Why would I try and hurt him?!""Because you always threatened him and tried to hurt him!"What the hell is going on over there? "Excuse me, sorry, I was just walking and couldn't help but hear you guys arguing. I'm Ember.""Well what do you want", a fairly large man says."I wanted to see if I could help. You lost someone right? There are a good amount of people on this island right now but no one seems to look the same in any way at all. What does your friend look like?"The girl that was arguing with the man answers almost instantly."He has scruffy brown hair, deep blue eyes, he's about 5'11, maybe 6'0, and he is very muscular. His name is Tommy, Tommy Mernon.""Do you know how old he was?""About our age."Okay so that rules out Jordy, Fake, anyone from the tribe, and.....I pause in disbelief."I saw your friend.""You did! Oh thank God, where?!"I looked at the girl, eyes wide, smile stretching from one ear to the other. She was in love with Tommy, the boy I killed."What's your name?""Grace.""Can you walk with me for a little?""Of course!"We were walking along the beach, away from the man and woman."Grace, Tommy was walking alone I guess. He ran into some fairly violent men, 9 of them."We sat down in the sand."I tried to help, I swear I did. When I got a weapon to defend myself and Tommy, he had been severely stabbed and was dying very slowly. I, of course, shot the man who stabbed him and the rest ran off. I checked to see if he was at all responsive and he hardly was. I want you to know that I shot Tommy because I couldn't watch him suffer. I did it quick so he was gone as soon as I pulled the trigger. I'm so so sorry."Grace looked out to the ocean and tears streamed down her face."I lost someone on this island that I cared about too. I know how you feel I swear."She kept crying even though she was trying to hold it in. I grabbed her hand."I'm gonna get us off this island. I promise."She looked at me and we smiled at each other. It was a deal. DAY FOURTEEN We were able to sneak away and get to another area on the beach where we felt was a lot safer."Do you have a plan?""Quite honestly, I have no fucking idea."We laughed. I started thinking and I could see she was too."Do you know where the body of the plane is?" she asked me."No, why?""We might be able to radio back to a tower and call for help.""If the plane fell, it's destroyed. Let's be honest, it's a miracle we're alive."She stood silent."Oh shit wait!""What?""I have a microchip implant!""A what? I thought those were for animals.""Yeah and in some cases, humans. I got it when I was little because I'd run away all the time, trying to get back to my birth mom. My step mom convinced my dad that it was the best option so they wouldn't have to search for me for days. It's hooked up to my pulse too so if it slows down enough, my dad will be notified of where I am and all that weird shit.""So what are you saying?""I need to slow my heart rate enough to set it off. If I were to hold my breath and put my head in ice water my pulse will start to drop.""What do you have to drop it to?""50 beats per minute at most I think.""That seems pretty low. Are you sure about this?""I'm fine, don't worry."That night, I walked out into the ocean forcing myself to go as deep as possible. The water was freezing. I got down on my knees and submerged my head. I felt my body trembling in the water. I held my eyes and my mouth shut as tight as I could. My mind started to drift and I felt myself release all tension from my body. I was thinking about Fake, and my family at home. I was thinking about the plane crash and suddenly I could see it all happening over again. DAY FIFTEEN I remember sitting there listening to music - Brahms from chorus in high school. I had a window seat because I liked sketching the clouds so I don't feel so nauseous. The man next to me was sleeping. Behind me, a young girl and her mother. I had my music up so loud that I almost couldn't hear the explosion. I sure as hell felt it though. I remember looking out my window and seeing the earth coming at us, faster and faster. I remember watching as people jumped hoping the water beneath us would save their lives. I remember the little girl holding onto her mother and quickly disappearing into the mob of people. I remember grabbing the parachute from under my seat latching it on and jumping without hesitation. I saw that a good amount of people were stable enough to think of that too, but unfortunately most didn't. The closer to the ground you got, the more blood you could see. The beach looked like a war zone. I remember getting to the ground and running into the woods, hardly breathing. Do I know what caused it? No. Do I want to? Not really. But I wanted to live, I wanted to fight as hard as I could to get off this island, now more than ever. I want us all to survive. I'm tired of seeing innocent people dying and maybe it makes me weak or some stupid shit like that but I don't want to fucking give up on myself or anyone else. "Ember!"I lifted my head up slowly, remembering I was underwater."What?""I don't know but there's muttering in the woods. Do you think someone's watching us?""Probably, follow slowly okay?"Grace nodded and we walked into the forest. There, a man lay dead while another was dying. When I looked closer, Jordy was one of them."We have to leave now."Grace and I quickly walked back out to the beach."What was that? Who was that?""Old friend, he's not weak in any way shape or form. Whoever killed him can take us easily with or without a gun.""What if I know where we can get more protection?""I'd fucking kiss you right now.""Haha follow me."We went back to where I found Grace and the couple."They stocked up on weapons. Think we can go get them?""Don't see why we can't try."Grace led me to a shed. Inside was a beautiful display of pistols similar to mine and at least 7 knives. I took a knife and another gun and Grace took a bow and some arrows hidden behind some shit along with a knife. After getting what we needed we snuck out of the shed and disappeared into the woods. DAY SIXTEEN We walked through the forest for some time. The earth was so quiet but not in the sense that someone was watching us or following us. It felt more like Grace and I were the only two people left. I really liked the feeling. It made me feel like I had some control of the situation. A small grin crossed my face just as I heard Grace's stomach growl."Hungry?""Sorry."I laughed."Yeah you should be", I said smiling."Don't apologize for that kind of shit, it's not necessary.""Sor....okay."I looked around. It was hard to see if there was any food nearby. I kept walking, trying to find the slightest bit of food."Ember?""Yeah?""Don't move.""Why? What"s wrong?""Look down."I slowly focused my eyes on the ground. At my feet was a snake no smaller than two feet long. I used to do some research on snakes in school so I knew what he was. Bothrops insularis, an endangered snake that lives in areas with little to know people. Their venom would kill you in minutes. As soon as I saw the golden scales I knew where we were. "Grace, hand me an arrow and get ready to run."She silently did just that. I liked that when we were in a shitty situation, she'd trust me to know what to do without needing an explanation.I took the arrow in my right hand and when the snake was facing another way, I threw the arrow into a bush."Run!"These snakes can travel fast so my best bet was to keep cutting corners and run like hell. I stayed behind Grace which wasn't too hard because she seemed to have the same plan I did. She kept cutting corners and damn that girl could run. I glanced back to see if the snake was still following just as I heard a huge thud from in front of me. Grace had tripped over a root and hit her head pretty hard on the ground. I got down with her."Holy shit what happened?"I saw tears forming in her eyes and quite honestly I knew it wasn't from the fall."Uh, I'm so stupid! I keep slowing you down just like I slow everyone down.""Grace what are you talking about?""I'm such a klutz."She looked down and blood started to drip from her head."I'm sorry.""Hey! What the hell did I say about that bullshit! You are not a burden on me or anyone! If you weren't with me, I'd probably be lying back there dead! I told you that we're in this together!"She sat there silent."I'm not trying to yell at you or upset you. I just want you to understand that we are equals. Come on, lets get cleaned up."I gave Grace a piggyback ride to the beach. She was lighter than I thought she was (probably from lack of food). We washed her head and soon after fell asleep. DAY SEVENTEEN I woke up and Grace was still asleep.How the hell did we just so happen to land on Snake Island?I don't know.I'm not fucking crazy, somethings up. It's a small island, you don't just happen to land here. With your luck you might.Nothing was making sense.This is fucking bullshit.I got up. Grace still had blood stained against her skin and shirt. I tore off a bit of cloth and tried wiping it away. Looking at her cut in the daylight, I could tell she hit her head really hard."Ember, my head is killing me."Grace was mumbling and couldn't quite open her eyes."My stomach hurts.""Do you think you're hungry?""No..."She paused before rolling to her side and throwing up in the sand. Almost nothing came out."When was the last time you ate?""I don't really remember.""Will you be okay if I go find you something? I won't go far, I promise.""Yeah I'm fine.""Okay, stay here and shoot if you need too."I ran into the forest, keeping a better eye out for food or anything that might not be so safe. I walked for a little while before bumping into some really awkward looking tree.Shit...What the fuck is....I'm fucking losing my mind.No you're definitely not. That's not a tree.I looked back. I don't really know why because I couldn't see anything but trees (real trees).Just fucking go. I started climbing up some of the branches. They were like arranged to make climbing easy. I got fairly high up before finding a doorway-like hole. When I walked through, there were steps, and at the top of them, there was a fucking control room. I could feel my pulse rising. There were dozens of screens showing different parts of the island. I could see snakes, trees, the ocean, people, and of course, I can see Grace."What the hell...."I heard footsteps above me, cocked my gun, and hid. I swear I'm gonna put whoever did this through hell. DAY EIGHTEEN I slowly climbed down another small set of stairs. A door had been built into the tree at the bottom of them. I squeezed my way through while trying not to make any noise. It smelled so awful, I almost instantly started gagging. I felt like I was in a closet because of how thick the air was. I tried my best to see but my eyes just couldn't find light to adjust to. Then, I tripped over something. It was heavy but soft and it was fairly cold. I began feeling around and was able to grab a flashlight strapped to it. The battery was practically dead but it was good enough. I saw the dirt floor, I saw the door I entered through, and as my eyes kept adjusting, I saw a hand, then a chest, and then, of course, a lifeless face. It was a man, tall, slightly Asian looking, dark eyes, and possibly around 200 pounds do to the amount of muscle he had. I continued looking around. The next body I saw, only about a foot or two from this man was a young girl with beautiful curls in her hair. She was tall although she looked much younger. The girl looked as if parts of her had been eaten, but the rest of her wasn't a good enough meal. Next to her was...shit...Jordy. I looked at his big brown eyes, they weren't the same anymore, they just fucking weren't. His strong body looked weak, as if something stole his strength and power. His hand was interlocked with another man beside him. The other man had a cloth over top of him. I closed my eyes with that shitty feeling in my stomach and ripped the cloth off. Fake. My heart stopped. I screamed, I was enraged by this point."Is this some fucking joke?!"I stood up and continued to look. Only one other body was in the room. A man with tan skin and green eyes. On the wall were descriptions of each person. This man was Waylon Mehr. Next to him was the first man I found, John Hapticus, followed by Ellie Marin, Jordy Scar, and Leonardo Cray. Fake's real name was Leonardo Cray. Each description said where each of them was from followed by a description of their appearance. In a corner were sheets of paper with a picture of different people, their name, and a description. I saw Tommy's, Grace's, and many others like Willow, Rachel, Matthew, oh and of course, my own."You shouldn't be in here my dear."I turned to see a tall man standing near the doorway, behind him I could just see a woman's shadow. I pulled the trigger and shot his leg and the girl screamed as the man collapsed."What the fuck are you doing?!"He didn't answer me and I kneed him in the face."I asked you a fucking question!"I cocked my gun."Answer me!""Please stop! Don't hurt him! Honey, please explain to this girl that everything is okay.""You're fucking sick. You're murdering innocent people.""None of you are innocent people."He looked up at me. I pulled my foot back but as I was about to kick him, his wife pushed me against a wall. I dropped the flashlight and the room went dark."I told you not to hurt him!"I felt the women's nails digging deep into my skin. I felt my blood slowly squeeze out of me. I felt her smacking me in to the wall be hind me over and over and over again. And then I saw a limping figure disappear up the steps as if something important was up there."Ember?!"Fuck...Grace.I heard her scream and then quickly it was muffled. I dropped to the ground as fast as I could and felt around for something. Soon enough my hand found the flashlight and I banged it against the woman's skull. I heard her body fall against the dirt floor as I found my gun and ran upstairs. DAY NINETEEN(after my death)I stood up feeling a sense of relief. I looked around, not quite knowing where I was. I walked until I got to the beach but everything felt different.
DECEASED: Killed in day 18 wrap-up
Full Name: Ember Simmons
From (Hometown): Tampa, Florida
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Italian
Other Information: She's just about 5'5, blue eyes, naturally a brunette, blonde highlights, small waist, curvy. Many people think that because she is small and thin, she can't take care of herself but she's been getting into fights since she was 13. She is now 26 and newly single. Her ex-fiancé cheated on her at his 21 birthday party with one of the strippers that was at the party. Ember was sentenced to 8 years in prison for battery. She was taken to the Kentucky Correctional Institute for Women so she may be closer to family. She was released 3 years early due to "good behavior" (in reality she mostly just bribed the officers in the institute). The judge's verdict is that she is to be issued a parole officer when she returns to Florida so they may keep an eye on her. She was on the plane, returning to Florida. She couldn't afford a flight that went right to Tampa so she went on one ending there.
The language that the natives are speaking in my story is Azerbaijani.
DAY ONE
Where am I? What happened? Ugh, my head kills. Where's my shit?!"Hello?"Where the hell is everyone?"Is someone out there?!"I tried to yell as loud as I could but no one was close enough to hear me. I could feel the warmth of my blood oozing from my head and arm. I stripped down to my tank top and shorts that I had on under my jumpsuit. I was able to find a fairly sharp rock that easily cut through the cheap fabric. I cut off one sleeve and one leg of the jumpsuit and tied them around the wounds so I wouldn't lose anymore blood. I then began looking for anything I could eat, drink, or use for shelter when I heard voices. I wanted to see who it was but I wasn't so sure if I wanted them to see me just yet. I climbed up an oak tree and watched a young girl walk by talking to herself. I couldn't quite make out what she was saying because most of it was mumbling. After she was out of sight, I climbed down. I was able to find a small stream after about an hour of walking deeper into the forest. I started drinking some water just before realizing that it was very salty. I automatically spit it out. So this is probably gonna lead me to the coast of somewhere. I had always loved camping even as a young girl. There were times when I'd spend weeks alone in the woods. My mom always supported me, saying I was making myself more independent. She taught me what it takes to survive in all different conditions. I don't really think she was trying to prepare me for this bullshit though. I started thinking about my mom, what she would tell me to do right now.I started feeling nauseous from the salt water so I crawled into a hollow log and fell asleep.When I woke up, I heard movement. I peaked my head out and saw a wild pig wandering around. I could feel my weak stomach growling.Your fucking mine.I quietly army crawled my way through the mud and then through the stream until I was about 2 feet from the pig. I had no plan of attack, no weapons, nothing. I had my bare hands and a craving for that damn pig. I looked around me for something to stab the pig with and found nothing. When I had looked back for the pig he was gone without a trace."Fuck!"Oh wow that was loud. Whoops.I needed to be more prepared for this. I got up covered in water and mud. It was then that I finally realized how noticeable I was with the orange fabric around my head and arm, a white tank, and orange shorts. I took off my tank top after making sure no one was around and covered it in mud. I did the same with my shorts and the fabric, making sure to only get what was visible and not get my wounds dirty. The last thing I fucking need is an infection in one of them. After redressing, I smeared mud all over my face and body, making sure to get every part. Finally I broke some small branches and sharpened them to make spears for hunting. I was ready.
DAY TWO
I was so fucking tired. I needed to find some food or something. I was walking around for what felt like hours. Is that a beach? Oh shit it is! I walked out of the forest and into the water. It was cold but I didn't care. I took off my bandages and rubbed the salt water into them. That shit fucking hurt. I was in the water, enjoying the suns rays for the final moment that they would be there, when a man walked by me. He was perfect.
DAY THREE
I pulled my wet body out of the water, quietly, trying not to disturb him. I got closer and was able to see him a bit better. He was tall with dirty blonde hair. His hair was all messed up; I found him so attractive. His nice clothes were torn, exposing parts of his thin body. He walked with a slight limp, but I liked it. I continued walking toward him, heart racing.Say something stupid!
But what should I say? I don't even know this guy!
Well do you want to know him?I guess.Than grow a pair and say something!"Um, excuse me?"He quickly turned and faced me. His eyes were such a beautiful shade of brown."Can I help you?"He had a deep, seductive voice."Um......I was wondering if you had any water or a lighter on you.""No sorry."He turned away."I found a boar earlier. I have some stuff to kill it with. I just need some fire to cook it."He didn't respond."If I had some fire, I could also get us some fresh water."And still fucking nothing. I could feel my temper rising.Chill, he's probably just having a really rough day. Don't start shit.
"Well I'm gonna go find the boar and maybe some other stuff. I'll probably be back soon if you want some."I turned away and went back into the forest. I was still soaking wet and now freezing my ass off. I swear my nipples have never gotten this hard before.Shit.....
Right after saying that I realized that when my tank top gets wet, it's completely see through.The bastard was probably laughing at me!
I ran back to the beach, but he was gone."You know, asshole, it's not my fucking fault this was all I had to wear! I was trying to clean up! You're not the only one who's having a bad fucking day! The last thing I need is for you to look at me like a piece of meat while I'm standing here, trying to be fucking nice, admiring you!"Why am I even doing this? He's gone! Fucking assho--"You were admiring me?"Of course then he comes out of the fucking forest."I was just coming to look for you. You looked cold and I didn't want you wandering off in the forest alone at night.""Whatever fuck you. I can take care of myself."Stop being a bitch! He's being so sweet!
Would you just let me do this dammit?! I know what I'm doing.I walked over to him, looking into his brown eyes."I wasn't just looking at your chest.""But you were at some point weren't you?""I was only admiring you."He smiled and I turned beat red.
DAY FOUR
"I'm Ember by the way."He smiled. That was different. I liked how quiet he was.I started building a fire because I still wasn't used to the chilly island nights. He sat near me looking out into the water. If you looked at him just right, it looked as if he was a god or something. Of course if I had looked at him any longer like that I think I would have melted so I broke the silence.
"Wanna tell me your name?"
He smiled for a bit, as if he had to think, then replied.
"Fake."
"What?"
"Just call me Fake."
I smiled, knowing that wasn't his real name for obvious reasons, but loving it all the same.
Later on I was in his arms next to the fire. I had never been held like that before. I felt a tear quickly run down my face. Everything started to hit me all at one.
This is a mistake. What the hell was I thinking? You don't even know this guy!
More tears began to stream down my face. And soon after I felt his arms disappear.He thinks I'm asleep. What's he reading?Soon enough he came back and fell asleep. And as fast as he fell asleep, I ran back into the dark forest and fell asleep against a tree.
DAY FIVE
How stupid could you be? Letting yourself fall for someone else just after you were torn apart. You know how that shit ends. You know better!Still, my heart ached for him. Why I felt this way I couldn't tell you, but I felt it. I yearned for his lips pressed against mine, his arms pulling me closer, his eyes watching me, admiring me. He admired me."He admired me."The sunlight was reflecting off of the tears streaming down my face. One by one they fell.Fucking idiot, how could you do this to yourself?!The air suddenly felt very still. I felt my adrenaline begin to rise as I looked around me.
"Onun alın!" (Get her!)
About five natives jumped out at me, all male. The pushed me down, tied me up, and one of the men pulled out his knife."Stop please!""Necə bizim torpaq daxil cəsarət." (How dare you enter our land.)
The man spit on my face.
"I only speak english sir. Please don't hurt me."
I don't know whether he understood me, but he put away his knife and the men carried me deeper into this jungle. We got to a small village, maybe 200 people but probably less. They tied me to a pole and as soon as the men stepped away, villagers began screaming. It sounded like a chant but I couldn't understand what they were saying. An older man who appeared to be a leader walked up to me.
"Bu məxluq torpaq dolaşan edilmişdir." (This creature was found wandering on our land.)
"O, lüt və yandırılmış edilir." (She is to be stripped and burned)
The leader walked away and the man with the knife cut off my clothing, leaving me standing there naked and cold. I was there until sundown. All day, tears streamed down my face. Men and young boys would throw rocks at me, slap me, and spit on me. Women would stare, tears in their eyes. One young girl put flowers in my hair and kissed my forehead. She was only about 15 or 16. She stood close by me all day until finally a man came and dragged her by her hair into a hut. She never came out.
That night, when the sun finally set, people began to gather around me, many carrying torches. I knew what was going to happen. I stood there with my head up, it was all I had left to do. But on the inside, I was already dead.
I shouldn't have left you Fake. I'm sorry. Please help me.
Someone, please help me.
DAY SIX
For the first time in a long time, I let my head fall in shame. I was here because I left, I was selfish. This is my punishment for always being such a fuck up.I began to cry but one of the villagers slapped me so I stopped. I looked up at him and after staring at each other, I spit on his face. He instantly pulled out a knife and pressed the side of the blade into my waist."Özünüzü ol! O, tezliklə kifayət qədər dözəcəyik." (Calm yourself! She will suffer soon enough.)"I don't know if you understand me or not because I sure as hell don't know what you assholes are saying, but you are a vile pig and I hope that you and the other men in your village rot in hell. Fucking bastards. I swear I will haunt you for the rest of your fucking days. I will make you suffer."He turned to the other villagers and talked for a while. I looked around the village as he spoke only to notice a figure in the bushes.Fake. Oh God, he's never gonna look at me the same.
I didn't know how to feel about seeing him. On the one hand, it shows the kind of guy he is, coming back to help someone like me. But, on the other hand, he is seeing me at mylowest. He's the only person to see me hit rock bottom and that's something I try so hard to avoid. I can't imagine what he thinks of me now
Hello this is Jordy scar im interacting with fake, we're going to have our characters rescue you, so make sure u read our entries for day 7.
DAY SEVEN
After finishing his speech, the man grabbed a torch and began the ceremony, lighting the straw that was put at my feet."Please stop! I'm begging you!"The man, looking enraged smacked me across the face as hard as he could.
"Əvvəl Sus!" (Shut the fuck up!)
"Please don't do this! Please!"
He watched as the fire grew bigger.
"İndi!" (Now!)
Suddenly, other men began throwing in torches and the fire grew quickly.
"Please! Someone help me! Fake please!"
Almost instantly, Fake ran out of the bushes with another man about his age. As they grew closer, I saw a scar running down the mans face. What was he doing with Fake?
Ugh, WHO CARES! FAKE IS HERE NOW AND HE'S HERE FOR YOU! Bitch you better marry this crazy mother fucker!
For a moment, I almost forgot everything, staring at him running to save me. But it didn't last long because the burning brought me back. The fire had finally gotten to the pole, to me.
"Be careful Fake!"
I wish I knew the other man's name. I was so thankful that he's helping me and Fake too. I wouldn't want Fake doing this on his own.
Both men had a spear, and with it they began attacking the men who'd put down their torches in the straw.
"Get Ember! I'll keep them from you guys!"
Quickly, Fake ran through the flames, avoiding them as much as possible. I knew his adrenaline had majorly kicked in or he wouldn't have been able to do that. He then cut me down and carried me away from the pole.
"Go hide!"
"I want to help!"
"Ember go hide! Now!"
I ran and hid between two huts where it was too dark to see in. I couldn't watch the battle, I felt weak. I was shaking in fear of what would happen to Fake and this other man. The battle moved closer so I moved farther to the other end of the opening, sitting so I hopefully wasn't so noticeable. I guess that was a bad idea because one of the men had found me. He grabbed hold of my hair. Still sitting down I kicked him as hard as I could where it really counts. The force was so strong that he flew back, fell to the ground and almost instantly began throwing up. I ran the other way into the jungle. I wasn't feeling too good and soon enough fainted.
DAY EIGHT
"Ember!"It sounded like Fake's voice."Ember!"Suddenly I felt cold water pour onto my forehead and down my face. That was when I woke up to Fake kneeling beside me and the stranger by him. Both were covered in blood. Everything hit me all at once, the emotion, the pain. I looked down to see the burn marks on my legs, soon after realizing I was still naked but I was too overwhelmed to care. Both these men have seen a girls body before, guaranteed."Ember can you hear me?""Fake I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left that night. I was so stupid, I got freaked out and..."I paused not knowing how to continue that."I'm sorry."I decided that would be the safe way to end it."Ember stop that. I understand.""But Fake - ""This is Jordy Scar.""Thank you so much for helping Fake. If anything would have happened to him I don't know what I'd do.""It was my pleasure.""Jordy do you mind if I have a word with Fake?""Not at all, I'm going to make a few new spears and such.""Thank you."When Jordy leaves I turn to Fake, not knowing where to begin."Can we trust him?""No doubt.""Are you okay?""As long as I'm with you I am. Please don't ever leave me like that again.""You have my word."I held out my hand so we could shake on it. For a moment, he looked down at my hand almost not knowing what to do. Then, he looks up at me, pulls my body close, and kisses me so deeply that I thought I'd be able to fly all the way up to heaven.
Hey Ember its Jordy, lets make sure you Fake and I have a matching day nine:) thanks
DAY NINE
Jordy came back with some clothing.Where does he get all this shit from?
You're not butt ass naked sweetheart just be happy.I am!As I put the clothes on I looked at Fake who looked slightly disappointed that I had something to wear. It made me laugh quite honestly."Thank you very much."I was still giggling inside when I said this to Jordy and I felt kinda bad cuz I really did mean it."Of course."We got some food and water and, when we finally returned to where we were, Jordy started a fire while Fake held me much tighter than he had the night I left as if he couldn't let me go anymore.
"Well I'm Jordy, Jordy Scar to be exact. I'm from Orlando, I was in the Marines and now I'm a stock broker. Lets see.. I'm divorced, no kids, and I was on a business trip. That's really all about me."
"Nice man, well you seem like a great guy, and we're really thankful you showed up."
Fake smiled at Jordy and then at me.
"Yes you do, and thank you again Jordy. But woah, I'm from Tampa!"
"Nice, a fellow Floridian, haha."
Jordy's cheesy comment made us all laugh. We talked for hours and I could tell Jordy was curious about Fake just by the little comments he made. I waited for Fake to tell Jordy and even myself about himself but he didn't. In a way I liked this though. He didn't need to tell you anything, you just knew everything. You could see everything when you look into his eyes, when he kissed you, when he held you, it was all there. His story didn't need to be told with words but actions. I can understand then why Jordy doesn't know. Eventually we ran out of things to talk about. The atmosphere grow quiet. Silence spread throughout the jungle. Everything was peaceful. And then Fake ruined it.
"Do you think other people are still alive on this island with us, besides maybe some more cannibals?"
"Well there may be, we can either go and find others or survive on our own."
I didn't want to do either at the time but I figured I'd give them some options as to where to go from there.
"I think we need to search together some more and start planting things we can eat and have supplies. Also, we need to always be ready incase there's another attack. We should make some sort of shelter too. But I just forgot, I did see a few others by the crashing site of the plane."
Jordy was right, those asshole natives were still out there and that was just one village. Who knows how many more there are.
"Hmmm I wonder what we should do."
"I say we stay together and watch the others, we'll be sneaky and make the good decisions on who to trust and we'll continue this survival."
I nodded, hoping that Jordy was right, hoping that this plan was enough. I didn't want anything to happen to any of us. I'll just have to wait and see.
DAY TEN
I woke up and Jordy was gone.
“Where's Jordy?”
“He said he had to go but not to take it personally. Don't worry I won't leave.”
“Good.”
I smile and walked over to him and kissed him. It just kept getting better the longer it lasted. I think he felt it too because soon enough his hands got a little curious.
“Wait…”
What are you doing?! Don't stop him!
“What? Did I do something wrong? I thought you….”
“No I do but not like this. Not right now. I think I love you Fake but I want to know and we don't even know if we're gonna get out of here.”
“I love you Ember. And if you're not ready that's okay but I want you to know that I love you.”
I couldn't believe it.. My mind was blank.
“Let’s get off this island together.”
I wanted to survive with Fake but I knew I had to do what I had to do to survive.
DAY ELEVEN
"Ember, wake up. I think the savages have returned for round two. And they look vengeful."
Fake woke me up with a worried tone in his voice. I thought it was a dream but jumped to my feet as soon as I realized it wasn't.
"Ember, listen closely. These guys look really mad and hyped up, and Jordy left. Which means I'm the only one who can fight and kill them. But I think I've found my match. So you're going to have to go get help."
"I can't just leave you, you'll surly die. I'm staying here to fight."
Fake turned around to face me and smiled. I felt the tears begin to form and before they completely blurred my vision, pushed them away.
"No, you'll have to leave. I can't risk losing you. I love you."
He grabbed me n that intimate was that he did and kissed me ever so perfectly as if saying that everything's going to work out the way it should. But it fucking didn't.
"Now go!"
I started leaving then quickly turned back.
"Fake, what is your real name?"
He smiled and drove his spear into the chest of one of the men.
I finally ran into the forest and turned around to tell Fake that I love him too only to see the native men surround him.
"I love you Fake", I whispered to myself as I let the tears stream down my face.
I turned and kept running, tripping quite a few times because of my lack of vision do to the darkness and the pathetic tears. I ran for a while before sitting on a pile of rocks alone a river side.
"Is someone out there that can help me?!"
Oh my God you look so stupid doing this.
Shut the fuck up, you got a better idea?
How about some camo or something?! Maybe even food!
For once I was really right. Sitting around never got anyone anywhere. I quickly covered my body and face with mud from along the river. I got some thin branches to make a couple spears and a little hut, I found a sharp rock to make the spear, and I used more mud to put together the hut. All I needed was some food. I walked around the area not going too far and soon enough found a large amount of berries.
"No miss! Stop!"
I jumped in shock and turned around to see a woman who appeared to belong to that tribe.
"I'm sorry can I help you?"
"Poison."
"Oh these? They look like blueberries."
"No blueberry, poison berry. Is bad for you. Make sick."
"How did you learn to speak english so well?"
"My daughter, she saw you."
I then remembered the young girl that cared for me. My heart grew warm and I held this lady in my arms.
"Thank you", I said.
DAY TWELVE
We walked around for some time. The temperature outside was too hot to think. I felt the mud dripping off my face and body as I began sweating. I was so tired and I felt weak but I didn't care anymore. Jordy was gone, Fake was dead, and I was on this stupid fucking island.I stopped by the water just to put my feet in before I walked into the forest."Going where?""To find a house. Do you see those clouds over there? It might rain a lot."I tried to use my hands when I talked to her because I knew her english wasn't perfect. She seemed to understand a lot though."Follow me."We found a nice little place to build something. She helped me get together as much shit to use as possible and we had....something built pretty fast. Later on when the sun went down, it was cold again and I built us a fire. It was beautiful."What you named?""I'm Ember. What's your name?""Zehra.""That's so lovely."She smiled and I smiled back.Later on, when she was asleep, I walked back down to the water. I had that same awful feeling I always get in my stomach.Let's fucking go assholes. I swear I'll kill you all.I turned around, facing the forest. Everything was still for a moment. Then a young girl walked out, her hand behind her. She held out bread and once I had it in my hand she ran away. I cut it in half and find 4 of the poison berries that Zehra warned me about. I threw the bread into the water and when I turned around two men were walking toward me, Zehra was walking behind them. She looked at me and mouthed, "I'm sorry."I ran at one man, kicking him where it counts. After he fell to the ground I grabbed his spear and drove it into the other mans stomach. I then turned back to the first man and stabbed him in the back.I looked at Zehra."Leave."
DAY TWELVE WRAP-UPI walked away, enraged, heart pounding; I killed two men and I'd damn well do it again if some fucking bitch tries to mess with me."No, my plane crashed and I was just trying to find some food. I swear."I quickly got to my knees behind a bush. A younger man was backed up against a tree. About 9 older men surrounded him. They had weapons but I don't think they were planning on using them quick and getting this done and over with. They had the same look in their eyes that the men in the tribe that found me had. I felt my adrenaline level rising too fast to stop. I walked away trying to figure out what to do. I looked back and watched as they slapped him and called him a bitch and I remembered how the tribe made me feel."Excuse me gentlemen."All of the men turned as I unbuttoned my shirt exposing most of my chest. I was walking up to them, watching their eyes widen. Fucking perves."I was walking all alone and I could really use some company."I went up to one man with a fairly nice pistol strapped to his hip."Do you wanna keep me company?"He grinned and led me into a little hut.I blindfolded him and told him to leave it to me. Damn did that make him excited. I took his gun off his belt and held it to his neck."Get the fuck up."He did. I took off the blindfold and motioned him back outside."Everyone back the fuck off! I swear if you bastards pull any funny shit I'll blow your brains out."Everyone backed away from the guy except for one man who by that point had the guy in a choke hold. When I realized what he was doing it was too late. A knife was in his side. I shot the man square in the face."Get out of my fucking sight."Everyone left and I helped the guy sit against a tree."I'm so, so sorry. Can you hear me?"He nodded but wasn't very responsive. I knew he was dying and I couldn't bare it."I'm sorry."I held the gun up and shot him. He was gone. But I couldn't let him suffer, he didn't deserve it.I dragged his body out to the ocean and watched as it drifted out toward the sunset. I knew I wouldn't be able to bury him so that was the next best thing, I guess. He was where he needed to be. His body drifted farther into oblivion and just before the sun disappear with him, a dolphin or fish-like creature jumped out of the water. I smiled and, soon enough, fell asleep.
DAY THIRTEEN
I woke up dizzy as hell. I felt almost drunk or hungover or some shit but I hadn't drank in what felt like forever. I buttoned up my shirt and started walking along the beach. I didn't really know what to do anymore. I didn't need to make weapons because I have a gun, during the day it was too hot to build a fire and relax, and I didn't have much company. Maybe this was a wake up call that I need to get myself off this damn island.Hun, how the hell are you gonna leave on your own? Gonna fucking swim somewhere?
Ugh this is ridiculous. There has to be something."He's been gone for hours! What did you do to him, Derek?!""I didn't do anything! He left and didn't come back!""Oh okay I'm sure.""He was helping us get off this island! Why would I try and hurt him?!""Because you always threatened him and tried to hurt him!"What the hell is going on over there?
"Excuse me, sorry, I was just walking and couldn't help but hear you guys arguing. I'm Ember.""Well what do you want", a fairly large man says."I wanted to see if I could help. You lost someone right? There are a good amount of people on this island right now but no one seems to look the same in any way at all. What does your friend look like?"The girl that was arguing with the man answers almost instantly."He has scruffy brown hair, deep blue eyes, he's about 5'11, maybe 6'0, and he is very muscular. His name is Tommy, Tommy Mernon.""Do you know how old he was?""About our age."Okay so that rules out Jordy, Fake, anyone from the tribe, and.....I pause in disbelief."I saw your friend.""You did! Oh thank God, where?!"I looked at the girl, eyes wide, smile stretching from one ear to the other. She was in love with Tommy, the boy I killed."What's your name?""Grace.""Can you walk with me for a little?""Of course!"We were walking along the beach, away from the man and woman."Grace, Tommy was walking alone I guess. He ran into some fairly violent men, 9 of them."We sat down in the sand."I tried to help, I swear I did. When I got a weapon to defend myself and Tommy, he had been severely stabbed and was dying very slowly. I, of course, shot the man who stabbed him and the rest ran off. I checked to see if he was at all responsive and he hardly was. I want you to know that I shot Tommy because I couldn't watch him suffer. I did it quick so he was gone as soon as I pulled the trigger. I'm so so sorry."Grace looked out to the ocean and tears streamed down her face."I lost someone on this island that I cared about too. I know how you feel I swear."She kept crying even though she was trying to hold it in. I grabbed her hand."I'm gonna get us off this island. I promise."She looked at me and we smiled at each other. It was a deal.
DAY FOURTEEN
We were able to sneak away and get to another area on the beach where we felt was a lot safer."Do you have a plan?""Quite honestly, I have no fucking idea."We laughed. I started thinking and I could see she was too."Do you know where the body of the plane is?" she asked me."No, why?""We might be able to radio back to a tower and call for help.""If the plane fell, it's destroyed. Let's be honest, it's a miracle we're alive."She stood silent."Oh shit wait!""What?""I have a microchip implant!""A what? I thought those were for animals.""Yeah and in some cases, humans. I got it when I was little because I'd run away all the time, trying to get back to my birth mom. My step mom convinced my dad that it was the best option so they wouldn't have to search for me for days. It's hooked up to my pulse too so if it slows down enough, my dad will be notified of where I am and all that weird shit.""So what are you saying?""I need to slow my heart rate enough to set it off. If I were to hold my breath and put my head in ice water my pulse will start to drop.""What do you have to drop it to?""50 beats per minute at most I think.""That seems pretty low. Are you sure about this?""I'm fine, don't worry."That night, I walked out into the ocean forcing myself to go as deep as possible. The water was freezing. I got down on my knees and submerged my head. I felt my body trembling in the water. I held my eyes and my mouth shut as tight as I could. My mind started to drift and I felt myself release all tension from my body. I was thinking about Fake, and my family at home. I was thinking about the plane crash and suddenly I could see it all happening over again.
DAY FIFTEEN
I remember sitting there listening to music - Brahms from chorus in high school. I had a window seat because I liked sketching the clouds so I don't feel so nauseous. The man next to me was sleeping. Behind me, a young girl and her mother. I had my music up so loud that I almost couldn't hear the explosion. I sure as hell felt it though. I remember looking out my window and seeing the earth coming at us, faster and faster. I remember watching as people jumped hoping the water beneath us would save their lives. I remember the little girl holding onto her mother and quickly disappearing into the mob of people. I remember grabbing the parachute from under my seat latching it on and jumping without hesitation. I saw that a good amount of people were stable enough to think of that too, but unfortunately most didn't. The closer to the ground you got, the more blood you could see. The beach looked like a war zone. I remember getting to the ground and running into the woods, hardly breathing. Do I know what caused it? No. Do I want to? Not really. But I wanted to live, I wanted to fight as hard as I could to get off this island, now more than ever. I want us all to survive. I'm tired of seeing innocent people dying and maybe it makes me weak or some stupid shit like that but I don't want to fucking give up on myself or anyone else.
"Ember!"I lifted my head up slowly, remembering I was underwater."What?""I don't know but there's muttering in the woods. Do you think someone's watching us?""Probably, follow slowly okay?"Grace nodded and we walked into the forest. There, a man lay dead while another was dying. When I looked closer, Jordy was one of them."We have to leave now."Grace and I quickly walked back out to the beach."What was that? Who was that?""Old friend, he's not weak in any way shape or form. Whoever killed him can take us easily with or without a gun.""What if I know where we can get more protection?""I'd fucking kiss you right now.""Haha follow me."We went back to where I found Grace and the couple."They stocked up on weapons. Think we can go get them?""Don't see why we can't try."Grace led me to a shed. Inside was a beautiful display of pistols similar to mine and at least 7 knives. I took a knife and another gun and Grace took a bow and some arrows hidden behind some shit along with a knife. After getting what we needed we snuck out of the shed and disappeared into the woods.
DAY SIXTEEN
We walked through the forest for some time. The earth was so quiet but not in the sense that someone was watching us or following us. It felt more like Grace and I were the only two people left. I really liked the feeling. It made me feel like I had some control of the situation. A small grin crossed my face just as I heard Grace's stomach growl."Hungry?""Sorry."I laughed."Yeah you should be", I said smiling."Don't apologize for that kind of shit, it's not necessary.""Sor....okay."I looked around. It was hard to see if there was any food nearby. I kept walking, trying to find the slightest bit of food."Ember?""Yeah?""Don't move.""Why? What"s wrong?""Look down."I slowly focused my eyes on the ground. At my feet was a snake no smaller than two feet long. I used to do some research on snakes in school so I knew what he was. Bothrops insularis, an endangered snake that lives in areas with little to know people. Their venom would kill you in minutes. As soon as I saw the golden scales I knew where we were.
"Grace, hand me an arrow and get ready to run."She silently did just that. I liked that when we were in a shitty situation, she'd trust me to know what to do without needing an explanation.I took the arrow in my right hand and when the snake was facing another way, I threw the arrow into a bush."Run!"These snakes can travel fast so my best bet was to keep cutting corners and run like hell. I stayed behind Grace which wasn't too hard because she seemed to have the same plan I did. She kept cutting corners and damn that girl could run. I glanced back to see if the snake was still following just as I heard a huge thud from in front of me. Grace had tripped over a root and hit her head pretty hard on the ground. I got down with her."Holy shit what happened?"I saw tears forming in her eyes and quite honestly I knew it wasn't from the fall."Uh, I'm so stupid! I keep slowing you down just like I slow everyone down.""Grace what are you talking about?""I'm such a klutz."She looked down and blood started to drip from her head."I'm sorry.""Hey! What the hell did I say about that bullshit! You are not a burden on me or anyone! If you weren't with me, I'd probably be lying back there dead! I told you that we're in this together!"She sat there silent."I'm not trying to yell at you or upset you. I just want you to understand that we are equals. Come on, lets get cleaned up."I gave Grace a piggyback ride to the beach. She was lighter than I thought she was (probably from lack of food). We washed her head and soon after fell asleep.
DAY SEVENTEEN
I woke up and Grace was still asleep.How the hell did we just so happen to land on Snake Island?I don't know.I'm not fucking crazy, somethings up. It's a small island, you don't just happen to land here.
With your luck you might.Nothing was making sense.This is fucking bullshit.I got up. Grace still had blood stained against her skin and shirt. I tore off a bit of cloth and tried wiping it away. Looking at her cut in the daylight, I could tell she hit her head really hard."Ember, my head is killing me."Grace was mumbling and couldn't quite open her eyes."My stomach hurts.""Do you think you're hungry?""No..."She paused before rolling to her side and throwing up in the sand. Almost nothing came out."When was the last time you ate?""I don't really remember.""Will you be okay if I go find you something? I won't go far, I promise.""Yeah I'm fine.""Okay, stay here and shoot if you need too."I ran into the forest, keeping a better eye out for food or anything that might not be so safe. I walked for a little while before bumping into some really awkward looking tree.Shit...What the fuck is....I'm fucking losing my mind.No you're definitely not. That's not a tree.I looked back. I don't really know why because I couldn't see anything but trees (real trees).Just fucking go.
I started climbing up some of the branches. They were like arranged to make climbing easy. I got fairly high up before finding a doorway-like hole. When I walked through, there were steps, and at the top of them, there was a fucking control room. I could feel my pulse rising. There were dozens of screens showing different parts of the island. I could see snakes, trees, the ocean, people, and of course, I can see Grace."What the hell...."I heard footsteps above me, cocked my gun, and hid. I swear I'm gonna put whoever did this through hell.
DAY EIGHTEEN
I slowly climbed down another small set of stairs. A door had been built into the tree at the bottom of them. I squeezed my way through while trying not to make any noise. It smelled so awful, I almost instantly started gagging. I felt like I was in a closet because of how thick the air was. I tried my best to see but my eyes just couldn't find light to adjust to. Then, I tripped over something. It was heavy but soft and it was fairly cold. I began feeling around and was able to grab a flashlight strapped to it. The battery was practically dead but it was good enough. I saw the dirt floor, I saw the door I entered through, and as my eyes kept adjusting, I saw a hand, then a chest, and then, of course, a lifeless face. It was a man, tall, slightly Asian looking, dark eyes, and possibly around 200 pounds do to the amount of muscle he had. I continued looking around. The next body I saw, only about a foot or two from this man was a young girl with beautiful curls in her hair. She was tall although she looked much younger. The girl looked as if parts of her had been eaten, but the rest of her wasn't a good enough meal. Next to her was...shit...Jordy. I looked at his big brown eyes, they weren't the same anymore, they just fucking weren't. His strong body looked weak, as if something stole his strength and power. His hand was interlocked with another man beside him. The other man had a cloth over top of him. I closed my eyes with that shitty feeling in my stomach and ripped the cloth off. Fake. My heart stopped. I screamed, I was enraged by this point."Is this some fucking joke?!"I stood up and continued to look. Only one other body was in the room. A man with tan skin and green eyes. On the wall were descriptions of each person. This man was Waylon Mehr. Next to him was the first man I found, John Hapticus, followed by Ellie Marin, Jordy Scar, and Leonardo Cray. Fake's real name was Leonardo Cray. Each description said where each of them was from followed by a description of their appearance. In a corner were sheets of paper with a picture of different people, their name, and a description. I saw Tommy's, Grace's, and many others like Willow, Rachel, Matthew, oh and of course, my own."You shouldn't be in here my dear."I turned to see a tall man standing near the doorway, behind him I could just see a woman's shadow. I pulled the trigger and shot his leg and the girl screamed as the man collapsed."What the fuck are you doing?!"He didn't answer me and I kneed him in the face."I asked you a fucking question!"I cocked my gun."Answer me!""Please stop! Don't hurt him! Honey, please explain to this girl that everything is okay.""You're fucking sick. You're murdering innocent people.""None of you are innocent people."He looked up at me. I pulled my foot back but as I was about to kick him, his wife pushed me against a wall. I dropped the flashlight and the room went dark."I told you not to hurt him!"I felt the women's nails digging deep into my skin. I felt my blood slowly squeeze out of me. I felt her smacking me in to the wall be hind me over and over and over again. And then I saw a limping figure disappear up the steps as if something important was up there."Ember?!"Fuck...Grace.I heard her scream and then quickly it was muffled. I dropped to the ground as fast as I could and felt around for something. Soon enough my hand found the flashlight and I banged it against the woman's skull. I heard her body fall against the dirt floor as I found my gun and ran upstairs.
DAY NINETEEN(after my death)I stood up feeling a sense of relief. I looked around, not quite knowing where I was. I walked until I got to the beach but everything felt different.